The red yellow-ish tip of his cigarette was glowing in the dark, he blew smoke through his lips as he stares emptily across the building; he completely ignored the female’s presence and her statement just now. Although he doesn’t care, who was her father anyway to think of him as some evil? But he doesn’t want to appear rude towards the female so he cracked a light smirk, he took a deep drag of his cigarette; enjoying the feeling of the smoke filling in his lungs before he exhales once again. “Why? Because I smoke?” he raises a brow as he turns his head slightly at the female whilst resting his elbows against the railing.
Daniel gazed up at the sky, counting each of the sparkling wonders. He found himself sinking into the soft grass as the cool breeze of the evening hit him but his attention wasn’t really on the stars, it was the girl next to him. His Aerri; she was fast asleep, snuggled close to him when only a few moments prior she was loud and about, telling him about the different constellations. However, now, she was in a deep slumber with her head on his chest.
It made him think of all the good memories they had shared together. Meeting her family and making a fool of himself by forgetting the cake he made at home, the time he taught her to slow dance but ended up being worse than she was. So many memories together that he cherished but not as much as her. He pressed his lips to her forehead, whispering all the things he loved about her in hopes that the stars would hear to make them all come true.
That’s when he woke up on the plane on his way to Korea. He looked out the window at the starry night sky as they got close to landing, wondering if she would be staring at the same night sky as she was.
An Extensive Prompt Master List P. 2< Status: Not Accepting >
✎: a journal entry about your muse written by my muse.
[An excerpt from Ezra’s journal - *one day to be published]November 15, 2015 -
Apart from the journal entry about my younger brother, this might be the hardest entry I’ll ever write for awhile. I hesitated at first, I was going to throw this entry away. But, you know in life, there are good times and bad times. There are times when I do the right things, but there also times when I make foolish mistakes. When I allow my immature rational decisions fuck everything that’s good. I’m not going to say I regret my decisions, because I don’t, but I will say, I should have handled this with a different approach. A more mature approach. An approach that wouldn’t destroy two parties relation. I don’t give a fuck about my relation ‘cause I deserve every drop of hatred, but the relation between the two people whom I care for. For both parties, I apologize from the bottom of my heart. I was dumb; am still dumb.
There was this girl I met at a party. Usually, I’m not the type to go to parties or to “pick up girls”, to take home; however, at this particular party, there was this girl. She was wasted, but she was beautiful. She had caught my eyes. Her presence drew me in and somehow, we hooked up and I took her to my house. She was suppose to leave the next day, no to be honest, I was going to kick her out after I had my share of pleasure. But you know, things don’t always turn out the way you plan.
We got very close afterwards. We verbally fought a lot, but I enjoyed every single curse word that came out of her mouth. She made me angry and frustrated majority of the time, but there were glimpses of happiness and freedom while together. She was a good person, no she is a good person. She laughed a lot, smiled a lot, talked a lot, listened very well, but more importantly, she didn’t judge me.
One day, I hope she’ll meet a man who’ll treat her right. Buy her all the chocolate when she’s moody, go on those ridiculous tampon runs when she’s feeling crabby, and spoil her with flowers and gifts when she’s happy. Because spoiling a princess should not only happen when a princess is mad. I’d say I’ll be in the background, keeping watch. Making sure no guy breaks her heart, but I’m being selfish now. I am not going to beg for forgiveness because I deserve this, but just know, Haena, I’m truly sorry. Maybe one day we’ll talk again. Even if we don’t, that’s cool. Because at least I got to meet a great mun. Thank you for being an awesome friend and being stupid with me. You’re a sweetheart, and thank you for understanding my situation.
(I’m sorry if you don’t want this. I just..wanted to write something.)
Youngbae was silent, how dare she come to his first performance. How dare she come back and tell him those words. “No.” his words was cold – but he was lying. He did love her, from the top of her head to her painted toes. He loved her like he loved the winter nights, like he loved eating shimp chips and hot tea. Youngbae couldn’t bare looking at her, because if he did she would know the truth. That he wasn’t over her – that he loved her with very fiber of his being and yet here they were – once in love but now in hurt. “Enjoy the show.” He said walking onto the stage. “Tonight, this poem is dedicated to someone special…she was always with me. sunlight so bright that it leaves me blinded. bonded. tied to her. her laughter is like a wind you can’t see it but you feel in upon your skin. she can make a grown man cry – make an angel sin. even in the darkest night, she brings dawn upon me. we promised forever – but forever ended with me. now i’m timeless begging you to set me free. “
Dawn felt the tears drip down her face as she was forced to face a possible harsh reality. Maybe it wasn’t the best time to come and ask, maybe he still did deep down. She silently left her card on his table and a bouquet of flowers as she looked at the man she loved so dearly. “I just want to say Good Luck.” She faked a cheery tone as her voice cracked, her hands slightly shaking. “And that I miss you.” The brunette loved every inch and crevice of that man; from the top of his head that used to rest on hers during long nights to the arms that kept her warm to the heart that was kind to everyone to the legs that seemed to tangle with her own as they spent the whole day together to the feet that used to rub against her own when he was cold. Hearing him say no was more heartbreaking than anything else. She walked towards the exit but as she continued to walk, she listened to his poem and stopped to see his face. As he finished, she waved at him and mouthed ‘I love you.’ before walking out without another word.
The question shocked her – Aerri didn’t expect know why he would bring this question up now. Not when they were in a fight. “I do – but love isn’t enough anymore. Love didn’t keep me warm when you left in LA – Love didn’t matter to you when you were following your dreams. Now, I have a dream too Daniel. And no matter how much I love you, I won’t stop until it’s accomplished. My dream isn’t just for me, but for our daughter as well too. That’s why it’s better we just leave the past in the past. Okay?” Aerri replied, wiping away her tears – Daniel had been her first love and when he left her to pursue his dreams she was heart broken. But she loved him so much all she ever wanted was the best for him. Which was why she never told him about their child – or about her coming to Korea either. After she graduated she came to help her grandparents run their hotel – she started going to college to become a teacher that’s when she saw him by chance.
It was like he fell into the thorn bush, stabbing him all over as he repeated her words over and over in his head. Sure, they were fighting but it was a relevant question. Why were they fighting if they still loved each other? “You really think that didn’t matter when I left?” He asked, the first time he ever took an angry tone with her because it was the opposite from the truth, his heart pounded with anger as he stepped a little closer to her. He could remember telling her grandparents his plan, saving enough money to buy her a house so she could move there with him but he guessed they never told her. Yes, he left to pursue his career but he always had her in his mind. “The least you could do is let me see her. You know I would have come back if I knew. I don’t want her growing up to hate me, thinking that I left her and didn’t love her. If we can’t get back together, at least give me times when I can see her. I am her father, Aerri. A father that will love her and still loves you with all of his heart.”
ride - twenty one pilots ( but that 8-bit version tho ) [ x ]
What contact photo my muse has set for yours:
[ image ]
What my muse thinks of the way yours texts:
emojis. so many emojis. why.
How quickly my muse responds to your texts:
pretty quickly, depending. kris just responds fast generally unless he’s busy doing something. which isn’t often, honestly.
How often our muses text:
as often as sohyun’s schedule will allow. kris is probably always sending her photos of dogs he’s seen that day.
How often our muses call:
not as often as they text, something about kris not liking the way his voice sounds on the phone.
Does my muse purposefully miss calls from yours:
yeah. but don’t take it personally, he does that with everyone.
Last text sent from my muse to yours:
[ text ;; sohyun!! ] i like the colder weather [ text ;; sohyun!! ] cold weather equals big coats [ text ;; sohyun!! ] big coats equals easier time stealing dogs [ text ;; sohyun!! ] come get me security has me in lock up. sorry.
